Talk to me

He was lost
In a dream,
But reality
Was fighting 
For his life. 
The two worlds
Mixed into one
While he became 
In both. 
Laying in bed
Both worlds
We’re a comfortable
Head planted
Into softness
He twisted and turned
With words spilling
From his mouth.
Her soft voice 
Was an anchor
In the chaos.
The sweet tone
Coming from the foam
Made him realize
He was alone.

Writen by Poet-of-Fate